saw a post a few days ago that said something like “itd be hard to find an mcr fan whose mental health hasn’t benefitted from the band”. i dont know if i can say my chem has done that for me. the processes of happiness, company, intellectual stimulation i get from the band aren’t special to it. i cant reward something for its ability to be loved. the very material of mcr is special, but i cant think of an instance where it helped me mentally. doesnt make me feel less alone or more understood. doesnt make me want to better my health. doesnt make me discover new things about myself. they arent holding my hand. they arent getting me to fix my heart.
the music just delights me. im about the functions. the way it works feels perfect. i love that i can so easily translate the instrumentation into images and emotions (summertime solo as devotion, destroya drums as a heartbeat). i love how the storytelling is clearly derived from movies and comics. i love the mythos that is constructed by band and public and fandom. i love how cleanly they can portray feelings i relate to. i love this tour. it works like nothing else in the world. all my happiness is sourced in the functions.
perhaps this is just how i feel today. i know i felt a connection btwn my self-understanding and the band a few months ago. tho i question that feeling now as having been influenced by others.
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After watching a playthrough/reading someone’s tumblr post…
I now love Kissy Missy as a really sweet disabled character who’s supported by Huggy and the other experiments.
Maybe she’s a mother or big sister figure to the other experiment huggies 🥺
Now I’m head canon-ing her also as being friendly with Cat-Bee and Candy Cat.
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A few words on trauma, because people might be interested (or not.. I guess.): Learning how to feel is hard when people take feelings for granted. But when you don't have them and you know you are supposed to have them, and you know, logically, which ones to have it's... weird.
You feel an absence. You feel like an outsider for not recognising "sadness" or "anger". You feel your body reacting, it's primal, but your mind doesn't associate emotions with it, not even core ones. Not until it's way too late or someone has pointed them out to you. A fast heart beat will just be a fast heart beat, you might name it "nervousness" and that crushing feeling in your chest might be "I feel like I can't breathe". You doubt you've ever been in love, you doubt relationships, you doubt memories, you doubt your morals, your sanity, yourself.
I guess I'm saying this, because it's not something that is commonly talked about when mentioning trauma sequelae. Flashbacks, fear, dreams, detachment, but losing the connection to your emotions isn't. Having fear as your only primary emotion isn't. Emotional numbness and whatever. Very.. unpleasant.
Feel free to add resources, this bitch doesn't have the braincells rn to add research papers.
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Hi
So, I don’t usually do this, but I’m going to be taking a small break from posting over the next few days.
One reason is because I’m going back to the farmhouse for a week and my mobile data is unreliable there, but, in all honesty- my mental health isn’t doing so hot and I think a break from posting will help.
I will still be online, so if you want to send stuff in as usual, please do. I will answer them when I am ready to get back to posting, and the same goes for reblogging or posting my art.
This will probably only be about a few days - a week, but I thought it best to let you guys know.
Love you all <3
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tw: black+trans death
from the_yvesdropper on instagram:
our beautiful black trans brother, 35 year old Righteous Torrence "Chevy" Hill, was murdered in Atlanta, GA this weekend.
he went by his nickname 'Chevy' he was originally from Macon, GA. he owned Evollusion, which is a black/ queer owned LGBTQ+ salon in Atlanta that provided and dedicated full service to specializing in hair, nails, barbering and makeup. growing up as young black queer boys/kids, the barbershop experience can sometimes be a tricky space to occupy, this was something that Chevy understood and wanted to cultivate a space of safety where you can also get the affirming look and style you want, and he did exactly that.
Chevy was a beloved son, brother, partner, and father.
one of his last posts that had a photo of himself said :
"if you truly know me, you know i am a humble, modest, private man, that i love my community, i have the love of God in me and will give the shirt off my back to any soul in need, also i never post pictures of myself, legaey give myself credit, that stops today, i am my legacy!"
(a close friend of Chevy asked if i could share more then one photo of Chevy, since he never posted photos of himself and in recent years he got the confidence to want to share more photos and now he won't get the chance to)
Chevy, hey king, hey brother, hey angel, thank you for everything, i lové you, we lové you, i'm so sorry. there are a lot of photographers in heaven who will be able to photograph you as the glorious black trans angel that you are.
there will be a homegoing service/memorial for our brother
there aren't many details about what happened but apparently he was shot by a family member last wednesday, the 28th (at least this article was the one linked in relation to his murder.)
judging by both the IG post and the comments section he was well-loved by many people and those people have many good memories with him and nothing but good things to say. this is a comment that was left by tirajmeansgolden which was hidden by IG for some reason:
I started testosterone in February 2020. I hit this man up at the end of 2019 after numerous Google searches for an LGBT-friendly barber near me (and by near me... he was a good 35-40 minutes from the rural area I was in outside of Atlanta: but when I found out he was a trans man and that his business was the first and only LGBT hair bar, I knew it would be worth the trip). I was a dysphoric mess in his DMs one Sunday. I hated how my hair was growing out. I never had a "masculine" hairstyle before but decided one day I would buzz it all off myself, then allowed it to grow out a bit... I sent him a video and despite him being closed on Sunday, he told me to come through. I got my hair braided and he gave me my first really masculine fade. Explained the different terms. Lined me up. Was asking me about my decision to transition and provided some helpful advice + guidance. I told him how I was a therapist and he was hype and said he talked with a group of trans men and he would love for me to stop by and also give some mental health tips. So whoever said he was humble - wow, what an understatement. Such a community man! Made me feel SO comfortable because barbershops were a source of major trauma and triggers for me. They were such an integral part of my early transition (I just celebrated 4 years later week). And he was such an integral part of the Atlanta Queer community with hosting events like Queer Con. How I found so many other great resources + queer businesses/artists. May you rest in peace, Chevy. You'll be missed. You've made such a different in the lives of countless people. You definitely were living your Purpose + left a legacy behind ...
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